I often think I'm more afraid of heaven than I am of hell

Eternity

Lights blur down the runway
Until life un-sights my eyes
The flash before, the desp'rate roar
Blood pressure quickly skies
And I wonder if the distant shore
Is just another lie.
Darling, though your eyes should seep
Though your fears should quickly steep
Ignore the brewing, rumbling deep
And look to leave the lights behind.
Ignore the doubts that follow you
Oh love, ignore the skies
Ignore the clouding weep around
Though it strip you to the rind.
Just keep your eyes affixed below
Just keep one thought in mind
That all the dreams you careful stow
Are now sown amid the grind.
For we were never meant to soar
As though heaven were an open door
So baby, dry your eyes
And spurn the runway evermore
For some things should never fly.

How many questions equals an answer?

Driftwood

I'm an analog man in a digital age
A wind-up toy in a digital maze
A long-forgotten soul in a time out of place
Another pinwheeler searching for grace.
Anachronism beckons, history begets
A fog, a haze, a riddle, nations full of debts
Fools bereft of substance with hearts full of regrets
What if I change and I find nothing's left?
If I awake to pain, am I awake at all
If shame could wear a name, oh, who would it be called?
If I should never change, there's nowhere left to fall
If I remain the same, am I the same at all?
I'm a square wooden peg for a robotic board
A lone rat in a maze in a digital hoard
Trampled by doubts, then drawn, quartered and gored
If life is a movie then death is my score.
I'm drifting alone on whatever's come late
Out of time, out of place, out of love, out of hate
Just floating along in the great empty space
Are we what we are or can a man change his fate?